The figure of the three of them soon broke the news around the corner, not far from the bulletin board, Song Hong stood there with his fists clenched, his eyes red with jealousy.

At this time, Zhang Shou walked over, patted Song Hong on the shoulder and said, "Brother Song, don't blame what happened just now, He Jin is a relative of the master, and I am afraid that everyone will be implicated and the more noisy they will be, and they will be punished by the master at that time." ”

Zhang Shou explained two sentences apologetically, but Song Hong breathed a sigh of relief, before in the cafeteria, his heart fell to the bottom, and he was really afraid that these people would ignore him.

"Brother Zhang has his own difficulties, and I understand them. I am deeply disturbed that you have lost the money, and when I go out in a few days, I will invite you to sit down and go out to eat and drink. ”

"Then thank you Brother Song first."

The two hooked their shoulders and backs, feeling like they were back to their old appearance.

*****

In the middle of this month, it is the day when Song Ercai enters the city to report the account.

He took Tong Wencheng to drive into the city early in the morning, and took this opportunity to bring the embroidery produced in the embroidery workshop these days.

When the two of them arrived in the city, it was almost noon.

Song Ercai went to Wanxing Silk Village first, and after unloading the things, he asked Tong Wencheng to go back first, and an hour later, he met at the gate of Hefu.

Tong Wencheng drove the carriage away quickly, and the shopkeeper Liu of Wanxing Silk Village also took Song Ercai to the Dongjia Mansion.

The Cao family is also a well-known wealthy family in the county, and Cao Xu knew that he had just entered the city, and asked people to prepare wine and food to have a drink.

Song Ercai thought that he would cooperate for a long time in the future, and at the dinner table, Shopkeeper Cao heard that they had opened an embroidery workshop, and asked people to take a hundred taels of silver.

"Master Cao, this?"

Song Ercai was puzzled, Cao Xu smiled and said: "It is really not easy for the elder of your family to learn a few sets of stitches, and he opened an embroidery workshop to make a difference." Cao is fortunate to meet Brother Song Xian, so it is better to make a contract today, and in the future, you will wait for the master, and my Cao family will conspire with this business. ”

Cao Xu pushed the one hundred taels of silver over, "This is used to help Brother Song Xian expand, and there is no need to return it." If the follow-up expenses are not enough, just let them know. ”

The last time Song Ercai took a few things Cao Xu saw, it is three different stitches, it can be seen that the embroidery girl has learned at least four Zhuojia stitches, not to mention whether there are still hole cards on that person, just the existing four stitches can also create good income.

These days, the embroidery Cao Xu sent by Song Ercai was sent to Fucheng, and the news came from his son from there, and many people booked it, and the goods were in short supply.

Cao Xu, the embroidery of the Zhuo family, had heard that it was beyond the reach of these small merchants, and now there was an opportunity in front of him, and a hundred taels of silver was nothing.

Song Ercai smiled, put down the wine cup and stared at the hundred taels of silver for a while, then nodded and said, "In this way, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Ah Xiu said that he could cooperate with Wanxing Silk Village, but the embroidery workshop should be in his own hands.

Master Cao knew that they had opened an embroidery workshop, not only did he not ask much, but also gave them a hundred taels of silver for development, which is also rare, and this deed can be signed.

The initial consciousness was reached, the two touched the wine cup, and then discussed some bidding and selling prices, and formulated a regular price code, so that the unified operation of the embroidery when a large number of embroidery products were produced.

After a meal, the deed was signed.

Song Ercai said goodbye and went to the owner's side with the silver.

Tong Wencheng was already waiting for him outside the gate, and the two met and were taken from the little maid to the front yard outside the living room.

"The two of you are waiting here, and the second master is receiving the distinguished guests from the master's house."

The little servant looked at the closed door and spoke, and soon went down.

Distinguished guests from the Lord's house!

Is it the main home of Gangnam?

Song Ercai glanced at Tong Wencheng, retreated to the shade of the tree next to him and waited patiently.

It's hot now, it's hot and stuffy, and the two of them sweat wet their clothes after standing for a while.

Doing things for the owner, although he is not selling himself, he is also half a subordinate in terms of identity, so naturally no one invited the two of them to the side hall to rest, so he could only wait like this.

After a while, Tong Wencheng, who was fat, couldn't stand it anymore, pinched his sleeves and fanned the wind, and sat directly under the shade of the tree.

After a long time, the closed door finally opened.

Tong Wencheng got up with a bone, followed Song Ercai to the side of the road, and bowed slightly to the people who came out.

"The fourth master, the second son, please rest in the mansion first, and Zhongren will arrange the matter of finding someone."

He Zhongren, a rare old man in He Mansion, escorted two nobles in fine clothes, an old man and a young man, out of the house, he was respectful and polite all the way, laughing while talking, and bowing his back slightly, showing his respect for the two people.

And the second master of He Mansion, the third master, and the two sons in the top rank didn't even have the right to speak, but just silently followed behind to escort.

It seems that these two people are the distinguished guests from the main family of Jiangnan, and they are also the direct relatives, the most noble people of the He family.

Song Ercai lowered his eyes, although he didn't see the portrait of the two of them, he invisibly felt that extraordinary temperament.

This is the bearing of the family and the body, which others cannot compare.

The two brocade-clothed men didn't say a word, and were surrounded by everyone and went to the guest room of the annex.

Song Ercai stood up, looked at the group of people who had gone away, sighed and continued to wait.

After another quarter of an hour, the second master of He Mansion did not return, but his personal chief steward came, and the group went to the hall to deal with the accounts.

At that time, the second master of the He family, who was originally going to watch the accounts, was settling the distinguished guests from his own family in Qingzhu Courtyard.

This is the best guest room of the He family, and there is no doubt that there are utensils and main rooms everywhere, but it is still extremely shabby in He Wenyun's eyes.

"Second master, I won't stay with the fourth uncle for long, you don't need to bother, just feel free."

He Wenyun glanced at the maids who had been specially picked in, and he was impatient and unhappy.

The second master of the He family has been taking care of the mundane affairs of the family for many years, and he is accustomed to the ability to observe words and feelings, knowing that the second son is annoyed, he said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then I won't disturb the two of you to rest, just send someone to call me if there is anything." ”

The second master of the He family bowed down and quickly left with those maids.

The courtyard finally quieted down, He Wenyun entered the inner hall, saw He Jingcheng sitting on the main seat and drinking tea, and asked puzzledly: "Fourth uncle, we have come to Pingyang, why do we still stay here if we don't go out to look for people?" ”

He Wenyun clenched his fists and stomped back and forth in the hall, thinking that his little cousin had been silent for more than half a year, and his heart was even more anxious.

He Jingcheng put the lamp down, glanced at his nephew's slightly immature face and asked, "What if you come to Pingyang?" If we don't know the news, where do we start? ”

"Fourth uncle, we can take people around the city, or inquire in many ways, it's better than sitting here."

"Turn?" He Jingcheng shook his head, "It's not the first time we've gone out to find someone, although I don't know why the girl from the Zhuo family left the He family, but obviously she doesn't want to be found by us, otherwise she wouldn't panic and go to the temple to offer incense, leave a letter and leave." ”

"Fourth uncle, maybe my cousin's matter has something to do with that embroidery shop. Do you think those people will tie up their cousin for the sake of the Zhuo family's needle score? ”